Sunday, December 16, 2012

I was hunting with my brother in Winthrop below First Butte Lookout. The area is mostly dry, evergreen trees, plenty of open spaces, rocky and steep. We usually stay in the higher open areas, but on this day we decided to trek further down the mountain and walk out to the road (which I would guess to be about 5 – 7 miles below).

We, most of the time, stay together when we are walking. After a while of continuing downward, the scenery changed drastically. There was many deciduous trees, lots of brush, moisture on the ground, and the tree canopy made it fairly dark.

I do specifically remember smelling what I describe as skunk cabbage, which made sense because of the moist, dark surroundings. As we were walking, we had to change directions and walk around a huge thicket that was impassible.

All of a sudden we heard two very loud screams, which I describe as a large moo that lasted several seconds come from the thick brush (about maybe 20 yards away). Raised on a farm, I know what cows sound like and it was not a cow.

It was a very loud, low yell that went to a higher pitch, but lasted what seemed like 10 seconds each. Being scared out of our minds, we jumped behind a log and drew our rifles towards the area.

Whatever it was sounded like it was coming right at us. It was breaking limbs, making loud thumps as it walked, it was not stealth at all. Then just like that, it stopped, but we could not see anything.

Obviously we didn’t stick around either. This is an annual hunting town for our family, but we never went that deep into the forest since that trip.

If you have seen anything like this in the same area please be kind enough to contact Brian Vike at: sighting@telus.net with the details of your sighting. All personal information is kept confidential.

Also, please feel free to send in your sightings that have happened years ago. So many of these older sightings are nothing short of amazing.

I really don’t remember the circumstances, but a friend and I hooked up with a few local members of the BFRO.

We were interested in what research they were doing in the area, so we met up in Sultan, WA.

They said they were checking out a forest service road that apparently had a lot of recent activity. So we followed them up Forest Service Road #62. We got to the site and we started a small campfire.

We listened to the members discussing what they had learned of the location, and their own experience from visiting it a few days earlier. After a couple of hours we left.

A few days later my friend and I decided to go back up there ourselves. It was night with a little snow coming down. I only had a two-wheel drive truck, so we couldn’t get to the exact location where we were with the BFRO guys.

We were about a quarter of the way up a hill and could go no further. So we left the engine running, lights on so we could see, grabbed the video recorder and started walking up the road thinking that the top of that hill was our previous location.

We were approximately 100 yards from the vehicle and I noticed footprints in the snow! The footprints were coming down the side of road towards us and the turned and went straight up what I think was a logging skid opening.

It was probably a 45 degree embankment. I obviously took video of all of it. I got close up footage of them, and it was very clear that it had toes, heel and large. It was snowing so the tracks couldn’t have been very old.

On the other side of the road under the protection of a fir tree was more tracks, but were partially melted, which we assumed were a couple of days older, but we could not see any leading to those.

As we were looking and filming, we looked back at the truck with its lights glaring back at us, and we both got an eerie, unsettling feeling. I think we were so amazed and excited to find the prints, we didn’t realize that it was a scary situation at first. So we quickly got back in the vehicle and left.

Several months later hoping the snow had melted enough to re-visit the location, we went back. However, unfortunately the road was washed out at almost the beginning of the service road.

Anyways, there are my two encounters. I have no idea what I witnessed either time, but it is definitely something I will never forget. I moved to South Carolina three years ago and have been bigfoot free ever since.

If you have seen anything like this in the same area please be kind enough to contact Brian Vike at: sighting@telus.net with the details of your sighting. All personal information is kept confidential.

Also, please feel free to send in your sightings that have happened years ago. So many of these older sightings are nothing short of amazing.